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Hannah Of Montana

BPOV

It has been one year. ONE WHOLE FREAKING YEAR since "they" left. With me here, depressed as ever. One would have thought that at least after a year, my depression would have faded. It was starting to get unhealthy. For me... for my family... for my beloved fans.

Hi, I'm Isabella Marie Swan, the famous (I have no intention of bragging... just so you know) who goes by the name "Hannah Montana" for stage purposes and maintenance of privacy.

Strange pseudonym right? Well, everything has a reason. Mine might be considered lame by some but makes sense to me. So it just happens that once, while backpacking with my mom across the states, we had landed in Montana. While our stay there, we discovered a small yet dense forest park. Crazy Renee thought that hiking in there might be fun, so as usual I went along with the idea. It was very close to the city, but my mom, the goddess of navigation (notice the sarcasm?) led us to the heart of the woods (now I really wouldn't call them woods, it was more like a sanctuary minus the dangerous animals), where we had to scream out for help. There a forest ranger by the name of Hannah came to our rescue.

Ever since, I stopped getting along with Renée's crazy ideas. And for this valuable lesson I am eternally grateful to Hannah of Montana 'cause she explained to me that forests like these might seem harmless, but in reality were full of creatures that could harm us to an extent which is hazardous. She was my rescuer from mom's crazy ideas (and trust me on this... when I say her imaginative ideas are harmful, I call it an understatement...)

Around two months after my break-up with Ed-him, I was so heartbroken that I started writing songs. Usually all my songs some how revolved around my amazing time with them or only him, for the matter. Quite a few of them were about the after math of the break-up.

It was then; I realized that these songs were my form of escape from my excruciating reality. After that realization, I didn't wait another sloppy second... I went to LA for my "big break". Figuring that if songs were what it took to give me pleasure, might as well make a career out of it.

At my first audition itself I got signed. For sealing the deal, I had to get a stage name... well, it wasn't compulsory as such, but if I gave my real name, privacy would have been an impossibility. I had asked the producers a day's time to select one.

As I headed to my temporary home, a cheap motel, I thought that if I already had this contract in hand, it might be a good thing to shift to a nice, and large hotel. Although I would have been able to go to a good hotel at the first itself, while passing this motel's name and shifted here. It's name was "the Carlyle". From what I've seen off the net, this one is nothing compared to the one in New York. But even the name satisfies me saying that a name like that exists.

As I was getting ready for bed, after having a tiring yet one of the most successful days of my life, decided to call mom to tell her the news, it was after the talk with her that the inspiration to my new name hit me.

*FLASHBACK*

"Hey mom, I've got news fo..."

"Listen baby, could you hold for a sec?"

"Um, sure."

"..."

"Mom? You there?"

"Finally!" she exclaimed on the phone.

"MOM! Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah Hun... everything's just fine. Hey, you remember that amazing place we had been to earlier...in Montana? Well, I went there again and guess who I bumped into?"

"Who mom?"

"Hannah!"

WHAT? "As in Hannah of Montana, the forest ranger?"

"Yup!" she said, stressing on the 'p'.

"Could you first please tell me what your dong in Montana again, first... then give me Hannah's number so that I could talk to her as well? And don't stop after that 'cause I have some awesome news."

"'Kay girl, one by one. I again backpacking, just that this time its only in Montana and also that Phil's accompanying me. About the second one, I'm going to have dinner with Hannah very soon. In fact, I'm at her house right now and she's in her kitchen, finishing up with the cooking. And thirdly, what about the oh-so-amazing news?"

"I GOT SIGNED!"

"You're kidding right?"

"Nope."

"SHUT UP!"

"Please could I tell this to Hannah?"

"Sure, sure," Hmm, when did mom get the "Jacob style"?

"Hang on a sec," she continued.

"..."

"Hello?" a voice that I long missed, said.

"Hey Hannah, you probably don't remember me but..."

"Are you stupid?" she interrupted, "'course I remember y'all! Y'all were the only ones to EVER get lost in that forest park!"

"Hey, in my defense, my mom was navigating for us!"

"Exactly why today I'm going to try to tame that monster of a mother that you have!"

"Hey, I heard it!" I heard distinctly.

"Anyways, what news do you have for me? Your mother looks quite excited over here."

"Well," I started, "recently I thought of going for a singing career, so a few days back, I flied to LA to try my luck and guess what? I GOT SIGNED!"

"Good going girl! I'm very hungry and also am very eager to scold her about wandering off."

"If you do that, you'll be my hero, like, forever!" it was then that the idea struck me.

"Hmmm... Hannah... well for my contract, I need a stage name and I would like to ask you something about it..."

"Go ahead, love."

"Hannah of Montana, what do you think of 'Hannah Montana' my stage name?"

There was some silence for a while, then...

"Oh My GOD! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! Are you serious? I love it! Ohmygod!"

I laughed, "No problemo! I got to go right now, can I get your number please? I like you and I wanna be in touch."

"Sure, my number is xx(put your number over here)xx"

"Good night, Hannah of Montana!"

" G'night Hannah AND Montana!"

"Touché"

*FLASHBACK*

That was the story of my name. The story of my love? I have none.

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